I have a question… How long did it take you to truly love the skin that you are in? Yeah, I will wait! Honestly for me it has taken damn near my entire life. It is so hard to love something that the world says you should hate, especially as a young girl who desires to fit in.
For years I hated my body! I hated the way that grown men looked at me; always smiling and staring as if the saw a treat. UGH!! I hated the whispers from grown women; automatically assuming I was fast or sexually active because I had more ass and titties than other girls my age. Hell, I even remember in the 6th grade having to take a pregnancy test because a teacher told child services I was pregnant. I also remember the way my mother turned all the way up on their ass… But that is another story. LOL!!
The thing that brought me comfort about my curves were the women around me; my mother, aunts and cousins. They were all women who I admired for one thing or another, but I most appreciated the way they carried themselves. Watching them taught me that you can be different and still be beautiful. Although, I didn’t evolve over night, I always held tight to the fact that I was created in the image of all these beautiful, strong and intelligent women who were fearless enough to flaunt their curves. So over time, I followed suit and now… I SERVE NOTHING, BUT CURVES and I do it with pride and in style!
MY STYLE JOURNAL
Oversize Denim Jacket: One Curvy Boutique
“Serving Curves” Shirt Dress: PHAT Girl Bouteeque
Lace Up Thigh High Boots (Similar): BDonnas
PHOTOS BY P. Dillon Photography